Chapter Twenty-Two
Four words lay out before us.
Odette’s eyes went wide as she stared at me.
The words had slipped from her mouth as they had from mine. I knew how she felt and knew where I was in these feelings, too.
Within seconds, she was on me, crashing me into the arm of the couch, her lips on mine in a frenzy.
My hands went to her waist, and I pulled her tighter to me.
A moan escaped her lips, allowing me the slightest space of entry for my tongue.
Her hands found space between us as she pulled at my shirt, trying to lift it up.
“Hold on, baby.” I pulled away, resting my forehead against hers.
“I don’t want to hold on.” Her response was as if she had been waiting for this forever.
Like she was starved for my touch. I lifted her up, moving her to sit beside me before I stood and peeled off my shirt.
Before I’d even tossed it to the side, her hands were on me again.
Moving from my chest to the tops of my shorts, pulling at the drawstring, and pushing them down.
I didn’t stop her. I wanted this as much as she did, and right now, but she was the one leading the charge.
She pulled down my shorts and boxers together.
I was on full display for her. My hand slipped under her chin, and I lifted her head to look up at me.
Her eyes were hooded, desire clear on her face as her tongue poked out and she licked her lips.
One of her hands grabbed my cock and gave it a squeeze.
Odette grinned before she leaned in and took my tip in her mouth.
“Fuck.” I tossed my head back and let out a soft moan.
With my one word, she slipped her mouth further down my shaft and gripped the base. My hands went to her hair, pulling on it slightly, but pushing her mouth further down on me. I could feel the back of her throat. A small cough escaped her, and I held off, letting her pull back for some air.
With her mouth free, I kneeled in front of her, gripping the sweater she had on and lifting it above her head.
Even though she’d come over comfy and cozy, she had on simply too many layers.
A black lace bra contraption held her breasts up, but I felt around the back and had no idea how to get it off.
“You’re going to have to help me, baby,” I dropped my head to her chest as she let out a laugh.
Her hands went to either side of the bra. She lifted the fabric over her head and tossed it to the side. Her breasts bounced in front of me. My head moved down between them, and I breathed in. I would happily die right here, sandwiched between her tits.
“I’m not going to smother you.” Odette laughed.
“Rude,” I mumbled as she tried to lift my head, but I forced it to stay put as I reached for the top of her leggings and panties, bringing them down over her hips.
She lifted slightly from the couch, allowing me the chance to pull them over her ass.
I pulled back from her chest and slid the leggings the rest of the way down her thighs and legs.
She was as naked as I was.
Her legs were spread open ever so slightly in front of me.
Fuck, she looked beautiful on my couch like this.
I laid my hands on her thighs, my fingers digging into them as I spread them wider and placed my face between them. My tongue ran up her slit, tasting how excited she was to be here.
“Ryker.” My name slipped from her as my hands slid under her ass, hoisting her up and bringing her closer to my face. Her hands were in my hair this time, pressing me down further onto her wet pussy. “That’s it.”
Her words let me know that I was going in the right direction.
My tongue slipped over her clit, and her hips bucked against me. I used the tip to press further down onto the nub as Odette let her hips ride against me. She was using my face to take her pleasure.
“Yes,” slipped from her mouth. Her thighs were tightening around my head, and I knew she was close. I moved a hand from her ass and placed a finger, then two, inside her.
“You feel so good, baby.” My words were only slightly coherent as I continued to devour her.
A loud moan escaped Odette, and the hand that was once holding my head down was now trying to push me away. I held fast where I was. Pumping my fingers in and out, going faster as she rode the wave against my face. She tasted salty but with a hint of sweetness. It was my new favorite flavor.
Her body soon settled into the couch, and her hand left my head. I pulled away, wiping at my lips and beard. The move had me smelling her all over again, and my cock jumped.
“Fuck that was amazing.” I looked up at Odette from where I’d been kneeling on the ground.
She was lying back on my couch, head resting and hair slewed all around her.
She looked like a goddess I was worshiping.
I let my hands roam up her thighs, to her stomach, and then up to her breasts, taking a nipple and softly rolling it between my fingers.
Odette’s body was stunning. Every curve, divot, dimple, all aspects of it. I was already craving to make her come again just by looking at her.
“You’re beautiful.” I leaned down and kissed the tops of her thighs and then her stomach. “So stunning.”
“Ryker.” My name wasn’t a moan this time, but was more cautionary. I looked up at her, staring down at me with hooded eyes. “If you keep doing that, I’m going to come again.”
I sat back on my heels, and Odette sat up on the couch. I was on full display just like hers. A sly smile crossed her lips before she took her bottom lip between her teeth and moved closer to the edge. Her hands reached out, grabbing my cock that was standing at attention just for her.
One hand was at the base, and the other was running over the tip.
“Odette,” Her name slipped from my mouth in the same way she had just moments ago. I felt my cock leap in her hands. It wanted her.
Right now.
My hands were on her hips, pulling her to the edge of the couch. Her hands were still on me, teasing me back and forth, extracting precum from me. My hands kneaded into her sides as I forced myself not to move her off the couch and seat her directly on my cock.
As if she could read my mind, she moved herself down, sitting on my lap, her hands now moved to my shoulders as she braced herself against me.
Her core was pressed against my cock, but I wasn’t inside of her.
I felt how slick she was against me, and she wiggled, moving herself up and down my length.
“Fuck.” I gripped her hips tighter and ground her harder against my cock.
She let out a moan and dipped her head back.
I pulled one of my hands away and moved it up her chest and to her throat.
Her head snapped back to look at me. She looked fucking gorgeous sitting on me, desire dripping from her, and my hand wrapped around her neck.
I let my thumb move to trace her jaw. “If you keep this up, Princess, I’m going to seat you on this cock and come in you. ”
“Ryker.” Odette’s mouth hung open after whispering my name.
Her eyes closed, and her head tilted back.
Her hips rocked against me, slipping up and down my cock.
She was fucking amazing, and I could get off by her just doing this, but I wanted to be in her.
I wanted to feel her grip me when I came.
I leaned forward, taking a nipple in my mouth, biting it with my teeth.
“Condom.” It was the only word I got out as I moved over to her other tit.
“No.” My head snapped up to meet Odette’s gaze. “No condom.”
“Are you sure?” I’d never been bare in a woman before. The implications of doing so were far worse than what others said was an out-of-this-world experience.
But she wanted this, risk and all. To have this moment. Bare together.
“Yes.” She moved her hips against me again. “I have an IUD, and I trust you.”
Trust.
“I trust you,” I said before I lifted her and slid her down my cock without another thought. I let her hit the base before I pulled her up and then down again. I repeated the process over and over until Odette was chanting my name. She pulled my head toward her, face between her breasts again.
“Fuck me,” she instructed.
My hands tightened around her hips, fingers indenting into her skin. Her hands were in my hair, pulling my head back. She looked down at me as I watched an orgasm rake over her. Her eyes closed, legs shaking around me. It was all I needed to come right along after her.
I held her to my base as I unloaded in her, her pussy gripping me, milking every last drop out of my cock. My teeth sank into her breast as a guttural moan followed.
We sat there for a long while, our hands moving over each other in light touches. We both came down together, taking slow breaths. My arms tightened around Odette in a hug, not wanting to let her go. Not wanting her to ever leave me again.
Her head was now in the crook of my neck, and she took a deep breath.
“I love the way you smell.”
“Yeah?” I chuckled at her comment.
“Yeah.” She lifted her head, a smile on her face. Little dimples formed at each end other lips. I leaned in and kissed her quickly.
“You are stunning.”
“Yeah?” she asked this time.
“Yeah,” I returned the same smile she was showing me. “Spend the night.”
“Okay.” It was a simple answer. She didn’t say she needed to go back home or make an excuse as to why she shouldn’t be here.
No.
She was going to stay with me.
“I just want a little more time with you.” I offered as an explanation of my wanting her to stay in case that might change her mind.
“Ryker.” Her head tilted, and she took my face in her hands. “I’m not going anywhere.”
She leaned in and placed a kiss on my lips. Quick as the one I’d just given her.
“I love you.” The words came from her mouth again. Those words were what had gotten us into the current situation we were sitting in.
“I love you,” I said back. Odette leaned back down, head back on my shoulder.
I squeezed her tighter, enjoying our moment.
I felt myself relax the longer we sat there.
All of my cards were laid on the table now; my whole heart was in Odette’s hands.